There are times when I get weighed down by things that I shouldn't... Things that, sure, deserve a look from me, but don't really mean as much as the things that make me lucky.
Some examples of what I think are....
I really need to lost 40 lbs to make to MY goal weight - not the one that lapband doctor put me at, which is an additional 50 ontop of the 40. Geez.
I need a tummy tuck and boob job. And my "bat arms" and jiggly thighs. Ok, a full body lift.
That money is tight.
I wish I had a friend down here - the one I had is moving.
That I could decorate our house with no expenses spared.
How I wish I had a green thumb to fix up our backyard instead of looking at a bunch of sandy-dirt and weeds.
And then it hits me. - I'm LUCKY. Like truely blessed in this life!
I've already lost 35 lbs, and my self-esteem is higher than it's been in years.
I have a husband who wouuld walk through hell to be with me - and we're coming up on six years of marriage.
My husband is alive and well - some (ex) military spouses aren't as lucky.
We have a (rental) roof over our heads, and I know I'll have it fixed up to where I like it at some point.
I'm blessed to have a phone that keeps me in contact with family and friends since we're out of state. And the blogosphere has brought many wonderful people in my life these last six years.
I have pets that love me unconditionally.
My yard may not be beautiful and green, but damnit, I'm trying.
I get to smile - even if it's through some tears along the way - I'm going to show my little teeth and big gums to the world.... I'm a lucky girl.